The Evil Things That Happened During Those Years of Being Sheltered

When I was a child, I often heard the old people in the village tell some weird stories, which planted the seeds of my curiosity about supernatural beings from an early age. When I grew up, I was so angry that I joined a folk supernatural expedition team. The yellow leather hanging on the beam is harmful to people, the fire-breathing god statue, the leather is charming, who is talking in the Blackwater Bay in the middle of the night... After experiencing countless incidents, I gradually realized that gods, ghosts and fairies are not strange, the real strange thing is the heart that dare not face the monsters. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.